Poem -

Heavy Lee 2

Heavy Lee 2

She calls me heavy lee
Trying too be a friend again
Her 50 blow wind
Will i ever trust you
Never baby
The reason heavy lee is always
Stilled rain
For everything cure is just a word
Cinema over
Yes walk too me
Dont ask
My arms are strong
Open eye
There is a grey cloud 
Trying too be a friend
Leave it alone
Affair you leaving home
Season after season 
Times lay hard an heavy
Partna i only camouflage 
I wanna steal this
Gun misses funny how you hid the closet
Flame an heart im here watching
Under cap a different portrait 
All has the same government 
A librarian stretch 
A all best dirty stitch door
A who brings you here
A sentence forever an ever 
A money pane
Planner started before 13
Its will be in hand when i hold you too carriage
Fall leaf shook out of my portraiture
Your eyes say love that writ  
Stamped by heavy lee hammer
Smile you know if you had it
Have it
Your mind an a sec
Nemesis speak frost
Around tongue
You after mystery mirror 
Shone an reaching too a ladder
Familiar trans spiritual 8 is where their are blood
You will never miss 
Writ my seal
I made our carriage by a star
Stalling you
The heaven taste rose down
Once im ashore
Anything for must be lines

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